No snow, same every year, so by now you should know
The drill-ill, mum buys you socks, so she loves you still
You’re lying, if you can say, your heart is not home
You’re trying to slide out of view, but Christmas is you
Busy the nights that brought us here
I didn’t do this on my own
I know that Christmas is the only time I’m home
Oh, Christmas is the only time I’m home
The to-oast to those that we love, that cannot be here
The most glorious days that round off a year
You’re slowly, if only for a minute or two
You’re gliding, just out of view, but Christmas is you
Heavy the nights that got us here
Oh more than we’ll ever show
I know that Christmas is the only time I’m home
Oh, Christmas is the only time I’m home
Oh, Christmas is the only time I’m home
Christmas is home, turn off the phone
I’m fine all alone, but it’s nice to be here with you
Christmas is home, turn off the phone
I’m fine all alone, but it’s nice to be here with you
Christmas is home, turn off the phone
I’m fine all alone, but it’s nice to be here with you
Christmas is home, turn off the phone
I’m fine all alone, but it’s nice to be here with you
Christmas is home, turn off the phone
I’m fine all alone, but it’s nice to be here with you
Christmas is home, turn off the phone
I’m fine all alone, but it’s nice to be here with you